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not a bad looking **** either!







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I took ephedrine years ago .i liked it but taking it made it hard to come .At that age that was a prime directive...
I had a old HS girlfriend who we wound up getting together when She came to NY to visit her sister .
She took anti depressants or anti anxiety pills and had to stop taking them 5 days before she came to visit because she had that same problem with those meds
 
You haven't seen mean 'til you've dealt with Bantam cocks. They might be little cocks, but what they lack in size they make up for in enthusiasm.

Had a hen get her foot entangled in a string from God knows where. I picked her up and untangled her leg, and one of the cocks jumped up on my shoulder and spurred me right in the temple. I bled like a stuck hog. He lived 'cause he was doing his job.
They used to spur the Old Hen in her legs, When she came in with blood running, I'd go out and wait for them to attack me. Did you know I can kick a field goal with a ****? Foot launched several that day.
 
You haven't seen mean 'til you've dealt with Bantam cocks. They might be little cocks, but what they lack in size they make up for in enthusiasm.

Had a hen get her foot entangled in a string from God knows where. I picked her up and untangled her leg, and one of the cocks jumped up on my shoulder and spurred me right in the temple. I bled like a stuck hog. He lived 'cause he was doing his job.
They used to spur the Old Hen in her legs, When she came in with blood running, I'd go out and wait for them to attack me. Did you know I can kick a field goal with a ****? Foot launched several that day.
I always had a feeling you knew your way around some mean old cocks in your Hay Days

He must be still sleeping
Wake Up..................
 
Grew up with Rhode Island reds and have memories of that rooster chasing us around !
(*snork*) Here's a three-quarter-of-a-century ago solution given to a 6-year old farmboy farmchild by my Daddy. He taught it to me for when I had to booger around (eg: chores) in the stinky hen-house every day:

Here comes the rooster, either from behind, or straight atcha. Whip off your canvas hat and smack that sucker as hard as you can right in the fargin head.

That will do nothing. At first... Whatcha gotta do is flat establish who the boss rooster is, and the penalty for getting anywhere near in his way. You do this by the same idea as hand-to-hand combat: You hit and advance at utter top speed to hit again and again.

The first hit with your fishin' hat only woke him up and got his adrenaline going. The second surprised him, and made him really try. The third (in five seconds or so) will leave him stoopid and scared.

This is NOT an absolutely permanent solution if only done that once. It will take about three or four beat-downs before the rooster will haul arse to the far side of the coop and stay there respectfully.

Just sayin' -- Y'all should never be bothered by geese, swans, roosters... Now them eagles that carry off mountain goats, I will stay out of their coops.
 
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Surprised that non of the guys in the water didn't run aground on a sandbank or come out dragging seaweed
From the opening seconds until that blondie dumped in the wave, all I could watch was her lovely hiney.

Ladies have such pretty hineys -- I'm glad they (the pretty ones) have decided to share.
 
Geese are easy. They always lay their head close to the ground when in attack mode. You let them get close, bend down, snag them just behind the head with your right hand, and scoop them up under your left arm.
They usually don't even bother to struggle. No damage to you or the goose. Most times, you can even let the head go after a few seconds. After a couple of those treatments, they'll pick on someone else.
 
(*snork*) Here's a three-quarter-of-a-century ago solution given to a 6-year old farmboy farmchild by my Daddy. He taught it to me for when I had to booger around (eg: chores) in the stinky hen-house every day:

Here comes the rooster, either from behind, or straight atcha. Whip off your canvas hat and smack that sucker as hard as you can right in the fargin head.

That will do nothing. At first... Whatcha gotta do is flat establish who the boss rooster is, and the penalty for getting anywhere near in his way. You do this by the same idea as hand-to-hand combat: You hit and advance at utter top speed to hit again and again.

The first hit with your fishin' hat only woke him up and got his adrenaline going. The second surprised him, and made him really try. The third (in five seconds or so) will leave him stoopid and scared.

This is NOT an absolutely permanent solution if only done that once. It will take about three or four beat-downs before the rooster will haul arse to the far side of the coop and stay there respectfully.

Just sayin' -- Y'all should never be bothered by geese, swans, roosters... Now them eagles that carry off mountain goats, I will stay out of their coops.
CRIKEY!!

I become a fargin semiliterate when I am flyin' high... I musta tried to correct a fargin sentence about six times... unfuccessully.
 

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